Ahh Bradford, to describe this beautiful creature in so few of words will not be easy but I will try... In naming just a few of his many attributes it would not be presumptuous to say that he is only one of the most entertaining old timers I have ever had the pleasure of keeping company with. Not only is he both dashing and comical, but his winning smile and infectious laughter are guaranteed to bring a breath of fresh air into any situation and insure that he is capable of getting away with anything he wants too. In addition, his verbose quinquagenarian vernacular is steeped with wit, yet unassuming in nature. A true gentleman and a kind soul, this is a man who makes friends by spreading laughter and joy wherever he goes. Bradford is one fine, prime example of the grandiose levels of fabulousness that the human race is capable of achieving when evolution meets the dance commander.

I wish I could meet people like Bradford everyday.

Xoxo- Miranda

Just the other day I pulled my Arizona RV Salvage shirt out of my drawer and was recollecting about how they kind of screwed us. Which made me think of what's-his-fuck who sold us the bus and how he kind of screwed us. And also Gardner at Green Tortoise and how...well...he kind of screwed us. And the list goes on... But despite all that bullshit, you and I made it happen through the interplay of our personalities and our shared desire to turn things upside down...to find another way. My brother. The lessons we learned the hard way (who would have thought that the bathroom would be the hardest thing to tear out of a greyhound bus)... What's next?